The sun's tolling bell
Subterranean eyes
A thousand to one
The factory line
Stars outside the window flicker and shine
The hollow-headed morning isn't blind
A mountain of nails burn in your hands
Here I give all I am
Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
A tower of stones
Sympathy's shade
Ride a white horse
The drowned on parade
A diamond-headed serpent climbs a vine
See all the lonely children lose their minds
A mountain of dust burns in your mouth
Here there's no north, just south
Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
Subterranean eyes
A thousand to one
The factory line
Stars outside the window flicker and shine
The hollow-headed morning isn't blind
A mountain of nails burn in your hands
Here I give all I am
Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
A tower of stones
Sympathy's shade
Ride a white horse
The drowned on parade
A diamond-headed serpent climbs a vine
See all the lonely children lose their minds
A mountain of dust burns in your mouth
Here there's no north, just south
Gloria
I get down on my knees
Further from my own
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